Author's Note : I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE AND SO SHORTTTTTTTTT OH MY PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEE ;A;A;A; I'm sorry you guys. School sucks. And I cosplay... so.. I'm at cons a lot OTL; Yeah. Next con is next Saturday so I don't think I'm going to update soon... But.. OTL... SORRY THIS CHAPTER SUCKS. Next chapter you'll get some action~ And I'm going to start working on another FanFic.. Spamano.. Ahh... my dearly beloved Spamano o,u,o But yeah be looking forward to that~ It might just be a one-shot though... *shot* Nyehh... I love you guys. ;u; Thanks for reading~
Toris walked back out of the bathroom quietly. The shower had done it's job. The brunette stared at the clock.
5:30 AM.
He sighed quietly. Barely half an hour had passed. And there were still fifteen minutes before Antonio or Lovino would call to wake them both up...
Toris sighed and stared at his wall, seeing nothing. It was oddly calming to the brunette. The only sounds in the room were those of his own heartbeat and Feliks's breathing. For once the blond was completely calm, which comforted the Lithuanian.
Toris turned toward the sleeping blonde. Feliks's face was smooth and emotionless. Sleep often did that to people. The brunette thought the POle looked oddly childlike and vulnerable.
Toris watched Feliks for a few minutes. Without realizing it, he reached out to the blonde, caressing his cheek. The feel of the blonde's untouched skin under his hand was intoxicating. The brunette pulled his hand away.
Why had he just done that? He couldn't begin to comprehend why, just that he had done it.
And it had felt nice.
Toris smiled and continues watching the peaceful face of his teacher.
The shrill ringing of the phone made Toris jump. He watched as the blond's emerald eyes fluttered open before getting up to answer the phone.
Toris rubbed his temples as he listened to Loino yell at him to wake the fuck up. The brunette sighed and hung up the phone.
He turned back to Feliks, blushing lightly at the realization that the blond was awake. He was no longer a child, yet Toris still wanted to reach out and caress his face. Feliks flushed lightly and stood up.
The blond cleared his throat. "We should go."
Toris nodded but said nothing. Feliks took the brunette's wrist, making the slight blush on the Lithuanian's cheeks deepen. The blond led Toris out into the hallway. Feliks faced the brunette and bit his lip.
"Uh..I just..." Feliks looked down "Thank you. For everything..."
"No problem." Toris bit his lip.
Feliks looked up at the brunette. The blonde blushed lightly and looked at Toris with his piercing green eyes.
Feliks did the last thing Toris would have ever expected.
The blonde kissed Toris's already flushed cheek, turned, and walked down the hall without another word.
Shit...
That was the only thought going through the brunette's mind.
Two weeks had passed. Two backbreakingly brital weeks where Feliks had pushed Toris far beyond his breaking point.
Hand to hand combat, Feliks had said, aren't you excited?
No wonder he had that face afterwards... Toris thought. If he knew what had been in store for him, he would have thought better of his answer.
Feliks had worked the brunette to the bone. Every night he had to tend to a new bruise or two. A slice to his cheek, a small section of his hair scalped, a couple stitched, it didn't matter to Feliks. He always pushed Toris herder, faster, closer to breaking. He never had a day to relax anymore.
And on top of it all, it was only a little over two weeks until the deal.
Toris stared at the paint ball gun in his hand. There was no way they would use this, right?
But Feliks insisted, and took Toris to a rather large house in one corner of the estate. There were signs of others inside, such as a few open packages of paint balls and a shiny red Vespa parked outside the driveway, but the blonde said nothing, and didn't even bother to acknowledge it.
Toris spoke up. "Feliks? What's going on?"
Feliks smirked and turned toward the brunette.
"There are four armed guards in that house, as well as a package with a rather large sum of money. Get that package without being shot yourself and you, like, pass."
Toris's eyes widened. "What?"
Feliks only said one word.
"Go."